I got back to the 'Tap' a bit earlier on Thursday night, and found that the impromptu Thursday night bit of folk music is becoming a bit less impromptu!
Folk music sung around the bar, in an unconstrained manner makes for a fantastic atmosphere. This is partly the roots of folk music, a few mates (or, indeed, strangers) having a bit of a sing and a play over a couple of beers. Great.
When I get up to Langdale for the Folk Festival in May, I am determined to get up some mountain or other. Crinkle would be great, if not just for the view, but I fear there is not much downhill left in my knees.
After working a 13 hour day again on Saturday, I thought I must at least be getting some form of exercise, and thus be getting at least a little bit fitter.
How come, then, I wake up on Sunday feeling as if I have just been beaten up ? I am going to have to do something to get a bit fitter, so I can get up the mountains - and May is getting closer...
Sod it, I'll go back down the Major for one of Stuarts brilliant Peppered Steak Puddings! No kidneys, just Steak. Perfect!
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